Eres.. el tiempo que comparto, eso eres, lo que la gente promete cuando se quiere, mi salvación , mi esperanza , y mi fe.
If my heart could explode into a billion tiny pieces and scatter themselves all...– Forever The Stars
The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones...
I sing, I swim
aglowwithoutlight: You don’t know it, but I’ve been memorizing every hair that makes up the stubble on your chin. I like when you call me sweetie, it makes me feel special. There’s a mole on the back of your neck that I always look at when I’m sitting behind you. My hands hurt after giving you a massage for only a minute, but I continue anyways because I know you like them. I like reading to you...
I miss you already. I missed you even when I was with you. That’s been my...– Jonathan Safran Foer♥
After a certain length of time has passed, things harden up. Like cement...– Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun